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Aug 21st2016Video: enjoying the blush

Candaulism: a sexual practice or fantasy in which a man exposes his female partner, or images of her, to other people for their voyeuristic pleasure.

There are photos. In our month-long relationship, he has photos that I never dreamed I’d take or have taken of me. I’ve taken photos of my body from every angle, dressed and, mostly, undressed.

I’ve seen parts of myself that I’ve never seen before. I can now identify my nether lips from a line-up and I know exactly how my ass looks with a plug inside it. It looks hot, in case anyone was wondering. And, no, I won’t post those photos here or on The Pink Papers. He’s the candaulist; I’ll leave my exposure to him.

He’s published many of them online.

Having a partner who enjoys exposing me has been an exercise in body acceptance. I’ve taken that acceptance a bit further and can now say, “I love my body.” Sure, I still cringed a little when I saw the facial shots from our weekend adventures posted on his Fet account. I’m still a little old-fashioned and prudish. I don’t think that will ever go away.

I get off on the blush.

There’s a quiet part of me that wants to hide, and then there’s the other part — the part that writes this blog — that craves the nakedness.

For that woman, the one who craves exposure and desires to push past her comfort levels, I am posting this. It’s a short clip from the second spanking he gave me. It’s fairly innocent, but readers who have known me for awhile know that this is a big step for me.

I’ve never posted anything this physically revealing.

This is us. This is less than two minutes of our second play session together, which left me bruised for days.

Please ignore the panty tag. I have already taken scissors to all of my remaining panties to avoid a similar faux pas.

delightful to watch…
May I suggest that next time it should be bare bottom only.
I have gotten over the idea of modesty when showing a bare bottom, and now visit nudist beaches whenever possible. I find it to be self-affirming that I am much more than my body, and I do try to keep my body in relative shape, but it is only one part of me.
Enjoy wherever life is taking you
bottoms up
Red

I appreciate the feedback, but I do love the psychology of the layers. And trust, it always ends up bare bottom! I don’t think there’s any other way and I have no inhibitions about showing my (fabulously round) bottom or other bits to my partner!

Mission

I want to be your brat, your friend, your woman: the girl who knows how to make you tick & tremble. I want to tell you everything, whispering my confessions as I lie across your lap. I want stress relief; I want to relieve your stress. I want butterflies, anxiety and comfort all wrapped in a passionate package and tied with a belt.
But until then, I'm barely pink. You know what to do.